Yin Xiaochuan still hasn't gotten used to the feeling of being the center of attention. He came to the window where the lower class people got their meals, because he and ten of his comrades handed in blank papers in the biweekly exam, so he was now a lower class person.
But the whole wheat bread that he once disliked, although the taste has not changed and is slightly bitter when chewed in the mouth, Yin Xiaochuan tastes a sweetness.
Just as Yin Xiaochuan was having his meal, a middle-class student walked up to Yin Xiaochuan with a solemn, serious and earnest expression.
The four looked at each other in silence for a moment, then the middle man opened his mouth and roared like a lion and said to Yin Xiaochuan:
"Brother Chuan! Come on! I support you!"
“We all support you too!”
As if a switch was turned on, there were suddenly waves of flattering voices in the cafeteria. The average student ran back to his seat, brought his tray to Yin Xiaochuan, and put the best-shaped piece of beef brisket from the tomato stewed beef brisket in the lunch on Yin Xiaochuan's plate.
Immediately, school staff came to warn:
"You are violating the rules by doing this!"
"The school has a rule that if an upper or middle class person helps an lower class person, at the very least, all their pocket money will be deducted, or at the worst, their social class will be demoted!"
"To hell with the rules!"
"To hell with class!"
"We don't care anymore!"
More and more people joined the ranks of 'feeding'. They picked out the best food on the plate and put it on Yin Xiaochuan's plate. Soon, Yin Xiaochuan found that there seemed to be a small mountain of food piled up on his plate.
Yin Xiaochuan felt a lump in his throat and found tears welling up in his eyes.
…These are tears of emotion.
He never thought that there would be so many people supporting him!
It turns out that so many people have long been dissatisfied with the class system!
But after thinking about it carefully, I understood...the despair of the lower class, the anxiety of the middle class, and the worry of the upper class. Perhaps at the beginning, everyone still had a sense of freshness in the class changes, as well as goals and the will to work hard.
But now, after one semester, everything has changed.
Everyone's identity and class gradually solidified, but the level of struggle did not decrease in the slightest. On the contrary, it became more and more cruel and tragic.
Many of the lower class people have tasted a better life, and they see with their own eyes that the middle class, especially the upper class, are enjoying generous treatment not far from them. How can they be willing to accept this?
Those middle and upper class people seem to have a happy life, but they dare not take it lightly for a moment, because there are always countless covetous eyes behind them, trying to replace them.
They may be rich physically, but spiritually, everyone is like a barren land that has turned into yellow sand and desert!
——It’s time to change all this!
Yin Xiaochuan ate the food brought by his classmates with tears in his eyes, and looked towards his goal with more determination in his heart. Tomorrow... tomorrow!
Victory was just around the corner, beckoning to him.
…
At the end of March, the sixth monthly exam of "37 Weeks of Forensic Science" was held.
The students gathered in front of the examination room. Except for a few stubborn ones, most of them did not cram for the exam because they had decided to hand in a blank paper this time!
"Student Xiaochuan, I didn't expect that you could really mobilize almost all the students to hand in blank papers with you! You are so awesome!" Student Wang Beibei said to Yin Xiaochuan in an admiring tone.
"Yeah! Brother Chuan, you are really awesome!"
"Brother Chuan, can you tell us how you came up with the idea of overthrowing the principal, and how you were able to mobilize so many people and make them believe in you?"
The girls chattered, praised, admired, and were shy. Happiness seemed to have surrounded Yin Xiaochuan. This was a treatment Xiaochuan had never enjoyed before... In the past, the handsome Shao Yujie was more popular, and no one cared about him.
Now, I have undoubtedly become the brightest star, and even many girls say that I am "so handsome"...
This was simply something he had never imagined.
Although he repeatedly warned himself not to get too cocky, Yin Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel a little cocky. Even Shao Yujie, who was walking over, said:
"Xiaochuan, I want to talk to you alone!"
Yin Xiaochuan couldn't help but secretly wonder, maybe Brother Jie found out that he had become the most popular person and got jealous, so he couldn't help but interrupt his conversation with the girls?
This possibility cannot be ruled out...Brother Jie, it turns out that there will be a day when you are jealous of me!
Yin Xiaochuan was not carried away after all, and reluctantly said goodbye to the girls. He and Shao Yujie came to a corner, and Shao Yujie asked Yin Xiaochuan:
"Xiaochuan, if more than two-thirds of the students handed in blank papers, what if the principal is unwilling to hand over power?"
Yin Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and replied: "If that is really the case, we who have been deceived will definitely not let it go. At that time, it will not be as simple as handing in a blank paper... But——"
"But from what I know about that person, he will not violate the rules of the game that he made. He is a very proud person, and he is very confident in the rules of the game that he made. Maybe he might think of other ways to regain his power... but he will not violate the rules of the game!"
Thinking of that person, Yin Xiaochuan's expression suddenly became complicated, as if he had grasped something vaguely... But in the end, he was interrupted by Shao Yujie's question:
"Then Xiaochuan, have you ever thought about this, if we really let the principal step down and let you be the principal, how can you do better than the original principal?"
"…I haven't thought about it. I haven't had time to think about this issue yet."
Yin Xiaochuan shook his head, and seeing Shao Yujie's frown, he explained:
"Before we win, it is meaningless to talk about plans after the victory. Now we can only concentrate on winning! We can't let our guard down! Only after we win, can we consider how to do better!"
This sentence convinced Shao Yujie, but he still couldn't help asking: "So, Xiaochuan...you are so happy chatting with the girls, is it a necessary step to concentrate on winning?"
Yin Xiaochuan's face turned red, and he stammered, "Brother Jie! Brother Jie, you...are jealous! You must be jealous!"
…
Seeing that Yin Xiaochuan was not blinded by beauty and was still rational, Shao Yujie breathed a sigh of relief. However, the uneasy feeling never went away. Instead, it became stronger and lingered in his heart for a long time.
He walked up to Gao Xiaolong and asked, "Do you feel that everything is going too smoothly?"
"It's more than just too smooth..."
Gao Xiaolong had a serious expression on his face. He stared towards the school gate. If he was not mistaken, that person, that man...had indeed appeared!
A pair of black leather shoes stepped on the familiar land again. The man in a suit got out of the car and looked at the examination room and students in the distance with a smile on his face.
Tianya Village School, your emperor is back!
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